Angst

Just to complete the night, as i was listening to the soothing searing strains of Bruce Springsteen's music in Streets of Philedelphia.. a dark thought came my way.. pushed it into the recesses of my imagination and pulled this one up
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The poverty stricken face of the lost child
Hungry but with hope that I would be her provider
Her ragged torn excuse of a dress barely covers her bruised and tired body
A skin that shows signs of age in piercing tear stained innocent eyes
Her voice bears the tinges of desperation and emotional want
Of a caring look and a considerate token of value for life – hard cash
The streets filled with busy insensitive rich people
With only time to see their reflections in car windows to satisfy their vanity
The fast paced streets rear their ugly head
The little child left beyond – a little coin in her hand
To show her parents a symbol of bread and water and a faint smile

Love notes...

When our hearts touched as it did
It was dreams finding their rightful place in reality
Standing for themselves they made a sign
To be woken up from slumber so deep
Welled up emotions that were dormant for so long
Yearning to be awakened – to live free!

Two thoughts in two bodies
Till they met
Asking each other the same questions
Hoping for something exciting to happen

In time romance blossomed to wonderful love
When there was just one thought in one body
The togetherness palpable
The future bright and yellow and green

She would let me into the very depths
Into her wild heart where I belong
Into the myriad tunnels where she stores
My steadfast crazy love for evermore

Unlucky Day - a day gone away

Had a really bad day (Henry Scheins)

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On the long lonely streets of the mind
Of a desolate diffident weak willed core
Born of God’s own image
And tarnished by heaven’s vile blessing of modesty

Will he muster the strength to give it one final try
To quench the mental angst of not doing it as well
As he could have done on other somber days
Definitely better than that Friday the 13th!
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